Estio Volume 8
- Episode 4
"It's decided."
Whatever the expression on his face, Shuhanan, who had been silent the whole time, slowly opened his mouth. As the pope opened his mouth, all eyes remained on him.
"According to the outcome of the battle, you who have been defeated must learn holy magic according to my knights' training instructions. Until then, no one is allowed to leave Elysium."
Shuhanan with long blonde hair hanging straight like a statue made a cold declaration.
"Of course I can't let my child go, not even a single step."
"Questions!"
Just as the air was about to cool down, someone suddenly broke the atmosphere. Ahur, who intervened in the middle of Hwangryong's story without fear, stretched out his branches and shook them.
"......What?"
"Can plants use magic?"
Shuhanan gently furrowed his eyebrows when he was asked a strange question he was not expecting to hear in a serious situation. Then he found the most appropriate answer and returned it.
"Magic is a technique used by people who can think rationally and rationally, so the race is irrelevant."
"Hoen. Aren't you supposed to use your head to make it come? I've always hated studying. I especially hated math."
"Learn even if you don't like it."
Shuhanan responded firmly, but Ahur responded more quickly than he did.
"I've never heard of trees that use magic! Can you tell me about your experience?"
"...Woohoo. If you can't do it, I won't force you."
「! Really?"
Ahur, who drew a deep sigh from the Yellow Dragon, twisted the branches and made a charming voice. If even a cactus had a face, she had the momentum to shine even brightly.
"But, at least make sure you know how to use the Holy Power while you're here."
In the end, including Ahur, Mubin and Tsuki, the three guardians of Estio promised not to leave Elysium until they learned divine magic. Kai, Neju, and Parker, who were not guardians, were given freedom, but no one left the Holy See first. They said that they would wait until the party safely completed Hwangryong's task.
"And Estio."
Shuhanan finally looked at Estio. Shuhanan held out his hand with his softened eyes as if it were a dream to treat others coldly.
"You will follow me."
Estio, who was looking up at the shimmering golden eyes filled with complicated emotions, turned her head slightly. Then, as if waiting, his eyes met those who were already looking at him. Guardians or not, they were all colleagues who told Estio to go back to Elysium with the Holy See for Estio's sake. Mubin, noticing that Estio was worried about them, bowed his head first.
nod.
It was okay, so I meant to see you later. Parker chuckled, stealing his nose, too, and Neju looked at him and waved his big hand. Finally, even the black cat, Tsuki, made a small cry.
After confirming the group's will, Estio straightened her head again. The Yellow Dragon Shu Hanan was waiting for him with his hand outstretched. After hesitating, Estio grabbed her hand.
* * *
The first thing Shuhanan taught Estio was not divine magic or complicated magic.
"Reading minds is a unique ability that only the Black Clan can handle."
"Is it a unique... ability?"
"Yeah, now it's your own ability."
Estio, who put her hand on her knee and took a seated position, looked blankly at the finger pointing to her. Shu Hanan folded his fingers and spoke again.
"All dragons are born with unique abilities according to their bloodline. I am of the gold clan, so I do not have the same abilities as you. Instead, I have been given the right to protect 'justice' from God."
Since no one taught Estio, he gradually learned the concept of the dragon tribe, which he had never known before. Shuhanan stood in the auditorium with him sitting on a chair, who didn't even know the very basics. The place where the two were seated like a teacher and a student was a large chapel. It was a magnificent facility where hundreds of believers could come in and hold a worship service, but Shuhanan banned not only believers but also priests from entering.
Estio thought it would be okay if the building was a little smaller, but he didn't bother to point it out. He guessed that Shuhanan also had a lot of thoughts and chose this place as the training location.
However, Shuhanan did not go through much anguish about the place. After all, since he became the Pope, all of the holy synagogues were in Shuhanan's hands. Among them, at least one large, safe and beautiful building is intended to be used as a classroom for children. As a motive for using the chapel, it was blasphemous, but because he was a dragon chosen by the gods, no punishment was given.
Shuhanan again explained the part that Estio was curious about in simple words.
"The insight to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong. And the destructive ability stronger than the other clan. That is the unique ability that flows through the blood of the gold clan."
It was a little strange to hear. Estio murmured while looking back on the expression Shuhanan had spoken of a while ago, 'the right to defend justice'.
"Why don't you have a destructive ability that isn't a guardian?"
"The reason is that......."
The sunken golden eyes glanced down at Estio's dark blue eyes.
"To destroy the false throne."
'The False Throne.'
At first glance, it was something I didn't quite understand. However, Estio read his thoughts about him from Shuhanan's eyes.
'The one who shouldn't be king', 'extremely one-sided nature', 'a soul with a tendency close to evil', etc. At the same time, various figures associated with the descriptions came to mind. These were the people Hwang-ryong met in person and judged the qualities of a king.
Among them, there was a weak-minded king who, for personal reasons, led the country to destruction. He was not a villain, but he was a failure as a king. Hwangryong punished him by pulling him off the throne. King Han died in the guillotine with the woman he loved. It was a miserable life that he would not have suffered if he had not been king.
"Determining the place of a king and destroying a king who is against justice. That is what I would do in this world."
Shuhanan spoke in a numb tone that did not mix any emotions while telling old stories. Hearing the cold voice without longing or hatred, Estio thought calmly.
'That's why the dragon was called the Adjuster.'
Huanglong's definition of peace was both objective and ideal. The world was at peace for many years under brutally stable coordination. It was not only involved in the position of the king. Hwangryong immediately corrected any violations of justice while the world rotated like cogs.
That was part of the tuning.
"Now that the dragons have given up on tuning and left this world, it has become a useless force."
So Shuhanan focused on destroying the world, contrary to what he had been doing. With his insight to discern justice, he figured out what the world needed and didn't need. Then he picked out the things he needed and started destroying them. He deliberately placed the wrong king in his seat, causing him to slowly rot from the center.
"Inconsistently, I was called the Guardian Dragon by humans, but my powers were more suited to destruction than guardianship."
In order to destroy the merchants who dared to covet dragon blood and scales, they released a cursed insect in the desert that connects great powers. It was intended to isolate the Turke Desert, which was connected to other countries, by turning it into a land of death.
"If you hadn't appeared."
Shuhanan recalled the painful memories in his head that were suffocating. The golden eye, which had a fine ripple, was gently closed.
"If that's the case, I'm still here."
Burning the chest, starting from the tip of the fingertips to the head, go round and back again to the toes. The excruciating pain that rushed through the veins was still alive like flames. It was immediately after meeting Estio that the flame that I thought would never go out sank like a calm lake.
A blazing ball of fire cooled as if plunging into a lake and pounded on his hard head. Only then did Shu Hanan come to his senses.
'A child who didn't even know it existed.'
His indifferent eyes and the ability to cut his chest without hesitation resembled that of Hwangryong. But the color of his child was black, not yellow.
'Child of Loaren.'
Shuhanan realized the moment the child with the color of her longing companion fell down in blood.
'An existence that I should have protected.'
Not destruction, but the only life left in this world to protect. The shock and regret she felt at that time, the reproach and anger towards herself, still filled her head. He drove away the flaming madness and regained his sanity, but Shu Hanan was still unable to calm the chaos.
A cold finger touched Shuhanan's forehead, which was suddenly engulfed in anxiety.
tock.
Shuhanan felt the touch on his forehead and opened his eyes.
"......sorry."
"baby."
"Because it looks difficult."
I could see the black air flowing softly like mist. At some point, Estio got up from a chair in the chapel and raised his feet and placed a hand on Shu Hanan's forehead.
wow.
"It's the only thing I can do."
It was a kind of mind control. The power that Estio had was able to calm down even the emotions of others. It would have been impossible to forcibly dig into them because they were from the same dragon race, but fortunately, Shu Hanan had now opened all boundaries to his son Estio.
Shuhanan looked down at my child without saying a word, as he felt the emotions that had been mixed up in the wild slowly subsided. Although Estio imitates humans and takes on the appearance of a grown adult, he was still a child by the standards of the dragon tribe.
"Thank you."
Shuhanan accepted Estio's favor with a more relaxed heart. Estio, who removed his hand from Shuhanan's forehead, bowed his head and apologized.
"I apologize for the unintentional emotional contact."
"No, no. I'm used to it. This is the power of the Black Dragon... So."
After taking a deep breath, Shuhanan spoke again.
"It's also a technique that Loaren often gave me. I've always been bad at controlling my emotions. This is how she taught me how to feel."
This time, Shuhanan placed his hand on Estio's head. Then he gently stroked it.
"You look so much like your mother."
Estio looked at Shuhanan with a slightly puzzled expression at the sound of his resemblance to Loaren. Although she had never met her, based on the memories she had seen through her dreams, she did not have a face that resembled the black dragon Loa Ren. Rather, it felt more similar to Hwangryong Shuhanan in terms of face shape and eyes. If there is one similarity to Loaren, it is that she has black hair.
Shuhanan, who glanced at his dark hair for a moment, suddenly pointed out the part that had been bothering him the whole time.
"But why are the eyes like that?"
Estio Volume 8
- Episode 4
"It's decided."
Whatever the expression on his face, Shuhanan, who had been silent the whole time, slowly opened his mouth. As the pope opened his mouth, all eyes remained on him.
"According to the outcome of the battle, you who have been defeated must learn holy magic according to my knights' training instructions. Until then, no one is allowed to leave Elysium."
Shuhanan with long blonde hair hanging straight like a statue made a cold declaration.
"Of course I can't let my child go, not even a single step."
"Questions!"
Just as the air was about to cool down, someone suddenly broke the atmosphere. Ahur, who intervened in the middle of Hwangryong's story without fear, stretched out his branches and shook them.
"......What?"
"Can plants use magic?"
Shuhanan gently furrowed his eyebrows when he was asked a strange question he was not expecting to hear in a serious situation. Then he found the most appropriate answer and returned it.
"Magic is a technique used by people who can think rationally and rationally, so the race is irrelevant."
"Hoen. Aren't you supposed to use your head to make it come? I've always hated studying. I especially hated math."
"Learn even if you don't like it."
Shuhanan responded firmly, but Ahur responded more quickly than he did.
"I've never heard of trees that use magic! Can you tell me about your experience?"
"...Woohoo. If you can't do it, I won't force you."
「! Really?"
Ahur, who drew a deep sigh from the Yellow Dragon, twisted the branches and made a charming voice. If even a cactus had a face, she had the momentum to shine even brightly.
"But, at least make sure you know how to use the Holy Power while you're here."
In the end, including Ahur, Mubin and Tsuki, the three guardians of Estio promised not to leave Elysium until they learned divine magic. Kai, Neju, and Parker, who were not guardians, were given freedom, but no one left the Holy See first. They said that they would wait until the party safely completed Hwangryong's task.
"And Estio."
Shuhanan finally looked at Estio. Shuhanan held out his hand with his softened eyes as if it were a dream to treat others coldly.
"You will follow me."
Estio, who was looking up at the shimmering golden eyes filled with complicated emotions, turned her head slightly. Then, as if waiting, his eyes met those who were already looking at him. Guardians or not, they were all colleagues who told Estio to go back to Elysium with the Holy See for Estio's sake. Mubin, noticing that Estio was worried about them, bowed his head first.
nod.
It was okay, so I meant to see you later. Parker chuckled, stealing his nose, too, and Neju looked at him and waved his big hand. Finally, even the black cat, Tsuki, made a small cry.
After confirming the group's will, Estio straightened her head again. The Yellow Dragon Shu Hanan was waiting for him with his hand outstretched. After hesitating, Estio grabbed her hand.
* * *
The first thing Shuhanan taught Estio was not divine magic or complicated magic.
"Reading minds is a unique ability that only the Black Clan can handle."
"Is it a unique... ability?"
"Yeah, now it's your own ability."
Estio, who put her hand on her knee and took a seated position, looked blankly at the finger pointing to her. Shu Hanan folded his fingers and spoke again.
"All dragons are born with unique abilities according to their bloodline. I am of the gold clan, so I do not have the same abilities as you. Instead, I have been given the right to protect 'justice' from God."
Since no one taught Estio, he gradually learned the concept of the dragon tribe, which he had never known before. Shuhanan stood in the auditorium with him sitting on a chair, who didn't even know the very basics. The place where the two were seated like a teacher and a student was a large chapel. It was a magnificent facility where hundreds of believers could come in and hold a worship service, but Shuhanan banned not only believers but also priests from entering.
Estio thought it would be okay if the building was a little smaller, but he didn't bother to point it out. He guessed that Shuhanan also had a lot of thoughts and chose this place as the training location.
However, Shuhanan did not go through much anguish about the place. After all, since he became the Pope, all of the holy synagogues were in Shuhanan's hands. Among them, at least one large, safe and beautiful building is intended to be used as a classroom for children. As a motive for using the chapel, it was blasphemous, but because he was a dragon chosen by the gods, no punishment was given.
Shuhanan again explained the part that Estio was curious about in simple words.
"The insight to distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong. And the destructive ability stronger than the other clan. That is the unique ability that flows through the blood of the gold clan."
It was a little strange to hear. Estio murmured while looking back on the expression Shuhanan had spoken of a while ago, 'the right to defend justice'.
"Why don't you have a destructive ability that isn't a guardian?"
"The reason is that......."
The sunken golden eyes glanced down at Estio's dark blue eyes.
"To destroy the false throne."
'The False Throne.'
At first glance, it was something I didn't quite understand. However, Estio read his thoughts about him from Shuhanan's eyes.
'The one who shouldn't be king', 'extremely one-sided nature', 'a soul with a tendency close to evil', etc. At the same time, various figures associated with the descriptions came to mind. These were the people Hwang-ryong met in person and judged the qualities of a king.
Among them, there was a weak-minded king who, for personal reasons, led the country to destruction. He was not a villain, but he was a failure as a king. Hwangryong punished him by pulling him off the throne. King Han died in the guillotine with the woman he loved. It was a miserable life that he would not have suffered if he had not been king.
"Determining the place of a king and destroying a king who is against justice. That is what I would do in this world."
Shuhanan spoke in a numb tone that did not mix any emotions while telling old stories. Hearing the cold voice without longing or hatred, Estio thought calmly.
'That's why the dragon was called the Adjuster.'
Huanglong's definition of peace was both objective and ideal. The world was at peace for many years under brutally stable coordination. It was not only involved in the position of the king. Hwangryong immediately corrected any violations of justice while the world rotated like cogs.
That was part of the tuning.
"Now that the dragons have given up on tuning and left this world, it has become a useless force."
So Shuhanan focused on destroying the world, contrary to what he had been doing. With his insight to discern justice, he figured out what the world needed and didn't need. Then he picked out the things he needed and started destroying them. He deliberately placed the wrong king in his seat, causing him to slowly rot from the center.
"Inconsistently, I was called the Guardian Dragon by humans, but my powers were more suited to destruction than guardianship."
In order to destroy the merchants who dared to covet dragon blood and scales, they released a cursed insect in the desert that connects great powers. It was intended to isolate the Turke Desert, which was connected to other countries, by turning it into a land of death.
"If you hadn't appeared."
Shuhanan recalled the painful memories in his head that were suffocating. The golden eye, which had a fine ripple, was gently closed.
"If that's the case, I'm still here."
Burning the chest, starting from the tip of the fingertips to the head, go round and back again to the toes. The excruciating pain that rushed through the veins was still alive like flames. It was immediately after meeting Estio that the flame that I thought would never go out sank like a calm lake.
A blazing ball of fire cooled as if plunging into a lake and pounded on his hard head. Only then did Shu Hanan come to his senses.
'A child who didn't even know it existed.'
His indifferent eyes and the ability to cut his chest without hesitation resembled that of Hwangryong. But the color of his child was black, not yellow.
'Child of Loaren.'
Shuhanan realized the moment the child with the color of her longing companion fell down in blood.
'An existence that I should have protected.'
Not destruction, but the only life left in this world to protect. The shock and regret she felt at that time, the reproach and anger towards herself, still filled her head. He drove away the flaming madness and regained his sanity, but Shu Hanan was still unable to calm the chaos.
A cold finger touched Shuhanan's forehead, which was suddenly engulfed in anxiety.
tock.
Shuhanan felt the touch on his forehead and opened his eyes.
"......sorry."
"baby."
"Because it looks difficult."
I could see the black air flowing softly like mist. At some point, Estio got up from a chair in the chapel and raised his feet and placed a hand on Shu Hanan's forehead.
wow.
"It's the only thing I can do."
It was a kind of mind control. The power that Estio had was able to calm down even the emotions of others. It would have been impossible to forcibly dig into them because they were from the same dragon race, but fortunately, Shu Hanan had now opened all boundaries to his son Estio.
Shuhanan looked down at my child without saying a word, as he felt the emotions that had been mixed up in the wild slowly subsided. Although Estio imitates humans and takes on the appearance of a grown adult, he was still a child by the standards of the dragon tribe.
"Thank you."
Shuhanan accepted Estio's favor with a more relaxed heart. Estio, who removed his hand from Shuhanan's forehead, bowed his head and apologized.
"I apologize for the unintentional emotional contact."
"No, no. I'm used to it. This is the power of the Black Dragon... So."
After taking a deep breath, Shuhanan spoke again.
"It's also a technique that Loaren often gave me. I've always been bad at controlling my emotions. This is how she taught me how to feel."
This time, Shuhanan placed his hand on Estio's head. Then he gently stroked it.
"You look so much like your mother."
Estio looked at Shuhanan with a slightly puzzled expression at the sound of his resemblance to Loaren. Although she had never met her, based on the memories she had seen through her dreams, she did not have a face that resembled the black dragon Loa Ren. Rather, it felt more similar to Hwangryong Shuhanan in terms of face shape and eyes. If there is one similarity to Loaren, it is that she has black hair.
Shuhanan, who glanced at his dark hair for a moment, suddenly pointed out the part that had been bothering him the whole time.
"But why are the eyes like that?"
